” He examined the emerald in his hands and placed it carefully on the glass table. Seldom they molested a woman who appeared to know where she was going and who kept her glance resolutely to the fore. “I trust you altogether. McClintock watched her interestedly until her golden head vanished below; then, with tolerant pity, he looked down at Spurlock, who had closed his eyes. " "They may find me. I can't spare you at present. Jack, who had something of the Spartan in his composition, endured his martyrdom without flinching; and carried his stoical indifference so far, as even to make a mocking grimace in Sharples's face, while that amiable functionary thrust Thames into the recess beside him. It was a serene and charming evening, and twilight was gently stealing over the face of the country.
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